Immortelle


Down on the steppe late afternoon rest,
And the sun above the clouds darkened.
Growing on the mound for the Don River
Harsh everlasting flower.

As if its copper petals,
And stem color of lead.
It stands on the mound by the river
Flower Do not bend the wind.

With his side on the crest of the mound
Lies Young Cossack, white teeth,
And his blood warm trickle
Running from his forehead to the cold lips.

I wanted to grab the dove feather
Cossack samoyu before death
Yes, it was all creased, dispelled in the dust.
Only one was Helichrysum.

With him on the ground near Cossack strip
With a machine gun is broken.
And he did not leave, and they are gone,
Soldiers of Nazi infantry.

To the death of a young Cossack could survive
And in the eternal memory was bright,
Helichrysum remained his guard,
Witness the harsh victory. 1950